I thought we were happy as can be, in fact we had been looking at houses, talking about marriage, even picked out a ring! All the demons that had haunted our past seemed as though they were finally going away. I thought “finally, after all the pain and struggle, we were finally going to be happy together.” But I was wrong.
He became more and more distant to me the more that I tried to make him happy, it only seemed only make him more unhappy. I tried doing everything and anything I could think of to make him smile. I tried doing his laundry, I tried cooking dinner, I took care the dog, I even picked up his dry cleaning. I became more of a maid then a girlfriend. I’d try to do anything to make his life as easy as possible so that our relationship would get back to where I thought it was happy.
After weeks of giving him space giving everything I could, including my dignity, I was dying inside for attention and love he finally sat me down for one of the worst conversations I’ve ever had.
“I just don’t have any passion or desire for you anymore.”
I listened to all that my ex had to say. Everything from how he didn’t have feelings for anything and felt numb to the world. In that conversation I felt bit and pieces of my self-esteem being ripped away. I sat there crying and all while he just sat and looked at me smirking.
For months I had tried everything in my power to make this man happy. No not just months, but for the last 5 years, I had done whatever I could to make him happy. I lost friendships, damaged family relationships, misses out on huge life events all for him. And now all I got in return was a smirk from a sociopath.